Alastor

You sigh, turning on your side to look at him. He's already fast asleep, his chest rising and falling slowly. You feel a mix of frustration and disappointment, wondering why he can't just take a few extra minutes to take care of you after such an intense moment.

You sigh and sit up, contemplating waking him up and telling him about aftercare. But you know he's tired and you don't want to disturb his sleep.

You lay there, still feeling the lingering effects of the encounter, and you can't help but feel a pang of frustration and disappointment. You roll over to face him, studying his sleeping form, and wonder if he even realizes how much you crave that simple act of care after sex. You reach out and gently shake his shoulder, hoping to get his attention.